Be wary of the formerand seek out the latter. I dated a few guys in my 20s. I dated one guy for two years, and the other for only two months. While the one partner was a wonderful person, the other was kind of a slime ball. What they did have in common was they both made me feel positively giddy. I had an absolute blast with each of them, I never seemed to get bored. But there was a catch. When the giddiness ended, frustration and uncertainty took its place. The highs were really high, the lows were really low.
Photograph of author by Austin Fassino I was looking forward to seeing Flo on board game night. I a minute ago felt blank. Later, sitting across as of him at the kitchen table, my heart started to pick up the pace. But not because of adoration. I had begun to panic. I wondered: Am I falling out of love?